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'Heaven Dressed Aflame'
BY: Deathugeee
Choking on mingled ashes, that settled where I lay,
On looking Christendom's vista, a fragrant fever plague
Where flame-carved cathedrals fall in accordance with our ways,
The portrait so lifeless, hung,
Virtue claiming stab-wounds of butchered young
Fondest merriment undone.
With granted fantasies of sacred nun
Scorched by misdeeds, the serrated belfry
Sounded heavens death knell
Still breathing upon splintered tree
Set to demean, with craft of spell
(Nocturnally he slept dead with thee, no amnesty foreseen)
At a sky's collapse, their love is spat
And all marvel at the rape-raised
Morbid thoughts did not distract the searing impact
The only Solace a masquerade
For Eden gave a slut's birth
Abandoned, this worthless Earth
Our stigmata overture
Impels pure blood out pour
Of that heaven shared celestial whore
All praise her in awe
Embedded in whitest sheets
She dreamt of torments felt beneath
The serpents Purring at her feet
Evoked my scent in comfort sleep
Twisted wrist bent back in hollow eclipse
Gathering evil to depict mid-winter solstice
Wolves now entranced by what I inflict
Inhaling the taste of this Acrid Crypt
They danced to the sound of discords dying
Seducing footsteps whilst still disquieting
The languished bible, followers out crying, from arid ground
Hissing nightfall for thee, sin ridden trinity
Watching sublimed flee, in despair
As war torn plead, we listen attentively
Such sibilant splendour, there
Sickle abortions they out reaped
Spatter across altars cut deep
Oration under murder the priest doth teach
("Drink bleach")
Carrion appetites to feed and please
She haunts throughout lucent disease
Committed to harvest with unease
Still in my duress I shall never confess
As God's atonements close rope tense to his neck
Full flowing applaud at this theatre of war
Cascading from an audience who desires encores�
Now close your eyes to what they endure.